river reflection

consistent current
constant sound

drops convene
in the creases
of mountains

consistent
constant

for hours
days and
weeks

rapids roll like
sticks on snares
across fields of green

water
seems
to arrive
at our rock in
unending abundance

the rock
and its neighbors
are subtly shifted
slightly scraped
bit by bit
by grain

more rain
could cover them,
move,
or destry them until
nothing
remains

or

after months
rains cease
leaving rocks to

the wind
dry and mighty
consistent
constant

ceasing

like rocks
like rain
like rivers

the magic kingdom

walk circles around
this world 'til
feet burn up
fall off

confuse conversation
in clamorous crowds
screams
cymbals
crashing
spinning
fast passing
hours and
days of

noises!
colors!
castles!
characters!
cultures!

creative!
imaginative!

chaos

with rules
and lines
to stay within

sent rain
entertains me
reminds me of

john's poem
the one where
the Creator
calls out through
clamorous crowds,

"stop.
listen.
know Me."